How does that title make you feel? Your Worth is Beyond Measure.
I don’t know about you, but even typing that makes my heart skip a beat and my spirit feel stronger.
You see, God gives you what you need.
I tend to live with a low level of depression most of the time. I say “live with” because really it is my preferred state of mind. Preferable to mania, anyway.
But I don’t want to go off topic.
Your Worth is Beyond Measure.
When I pray (and I admit that I don’t do it often enough), sometimes the answer to prayer is not all that clear. But in this situation it was.
I was feeling really down, and I have this friend who has said to me, more than once, that if you truly know your value to God, you won’t be depressed.
Well, I get it. At least, in my head I do. I know God loves me. He loved me enough to die for me. Never would I say that’s not enough. I know I’m just a measly sinner, still am. The only difference is, I believed in Christ and asked Him to forgive me. Now I am forgiven. I have a home in Heaven.
But still I get depressed. Oh you don’t know how it irks me when people tell me I shouldn’t! That doesn’t change the fact!
So anyway, back to my friend. I remembered what she’d said, and as always, I started arguing with her in my head. And that led to my prayer. Show me, God. I get it, on one level, but change my heart! If I’m really of any value to you, show me! Change that part of me that says I would be better off dead. Sure, I do things for people. But no one knows what goes on in my head. What I actually feel. Show, me, Lord.
And very shortly after that, I opened my email account.
There, in black and white, the subject line of one email stood out. It said, Your Worth is Beyond Measure.
Now, I don’t believe God said, at the moment I prayed, “Ooh! Ooh! I know what will convince her! I’ll get hold of her email account and send her THIS! Then she’ll believe Me!”
What I do believe, though, is that God goes ahead of me, knowing what I need. Matthew 6:8 says, “… your Father knoweth what things ye have need of, before ye ask him.” And oh thank God for that! I wouldn’t be here!
The email came, randomly, from a website from which I send email cards to friends. Reluctantly, I had checked the option, “Ok, if you must,” when they’d asked if I wanted to receive email offers from them.
Now this particular email came in July of this year. But I have never deleted it. So each time I clean out my inbox, what’s left stands out – and I get a little lurch in my belly. Your Worth is Beyond Measure.
And it’s an affirmation more powerful than anything I could whisper to myself in the mirror.
Why does it affect me so much?
Because it was an answer to prayer. And because I know it’s true. I knew it was true when my friend said it.
But seeing it there in black and white does something to me.
I know I am of value to certain people. I do for them or I love them or I am just there for them.
But to think My Worth is Beyond Measure – to the God of the universe – that there is powerful.
More powerful than the depression that is always salting my wounds.
Because I know it’s true.
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